Grapefruit in Your Life

© 1989 Neal Gladstone

When there's a grapefruit in your life
Every morning is a treasure
When you stumble from your bed, your eyes are slits of red
And your tongue tastes like a tire
When you open up the door
Of your frost free Kelvinator
There's a gleaming yellow sphere right behind the beer
Cast aside your cares and strife
There's a grapefruit in your life

When there's a grapefruit on your plate

You tremble with anticipation

When a perfect golden jewel, succulent and cool

Wakens to your fond caress

As you pierce the blushing skin

Juices flow in all directions

Slice a tender ruby wedge with your cool serrated edge

Bow your head and celebrate

There's a grapefruit on your plate

 

Bridge

I have known life's finest pleasures

Rembrandt, Keats and Mahler

But how can Keats compete with these at

3 pounds for a dollar

 

When there's a grapefruit in your mouth

You can scarce believe your mortal

Every tender bite you chew spreads a sweet and fruity goo

Over every tooth and gum

And your taste buds burst with song

In a fructose exultation

Let us give a fond salute to the noble citrus fruit

Thank your grocer thank the south

There's a grapefruit in your mouth

 

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